Nevada County picayune., 1887-11-30

l could hear no sound of his voice, but Billy's actions said:- Little chum, you would wait in the cold for me. you would eveu share my loss on the papers couldn't sell: yOn are altogether too good to stay out this terrible night for my sake, so come home My, how cold you must be, let ( keep pssthe wind off," and so he wrapped his coat about her frail creature, and placing her on the sheltered side of his own half clad figure, the newsboy and his friend set out on their dreary way
 The storm increased in violence. My way would have led me in the teeth of the blast. and was tempt. ed to return to the office for the night, but the desire 10 know more of Billy and his companion burned within me. An influence that l had no inclination to resist .impell- ed me to follow them, and before their retreating figures had disap peared in the distance 1 was press ing rapidly after them.
 
 They were engaged III earnest conversation.
 Apparently the topic absorbed all their thoughts, and my ap- proach and the storm were alike diSregarded.
 was near enough to overhear some ot their words and catch some sentences. Billy addressed his companion as Katie. Miss Emery's name was frequently men, toned, and l gathered that Katie went to Sunday school and Miss Emery was her teacher. Katie was lavish in her praise of this kind lady. Billy longed for some one who would be as good to him.
 "Aiu't l good to you, Billy?'said Katie, Tn an aggrieved tone.
 "You bet.' he replied emphati- cally, and thought he drew her closer as he spoke '! didn't mean you; meant some one like Miss Emery"
 "If your father would quit drink ing that dreadful stuff he would be good to you then and so would your mother"
 Father will never stop drink ing" said Billy, hOpelessly. He's drunk all the time: he flOgs me when 1 don't sell all my papers and don't give him the money; mothers almost crazy, and Ben ny'S dying, l believe; he's awful sick and never has enough to eat -and-and'-and great sob told that Billy's cup of sorrow was full aud running over"
 "Poor Bennyw sighed Katie, sympathizingly. But don't cry, Billy; Miss Emery..says it's always darkest just before the dawn. May be Benuy'll get well. l hope he will; and perhaps your father won't hurt you to.night.'
 "Yes, he will,' sobbed Billy 'He means to pound the life out of me some of.these nights, l know he doesw
 The couple now stopped before the door of a large tenement house and l succeeded in getting into a ncighboring doorway unobserved. They talked on for short time.- Billy was Respondent, Katie hope ful. With skill and judgment be- longing to riper years, Katie ap' piled Miss Emery's teachings as a balm to Billy's wounded spirit.
 q eau pray, Billy,' she said at last. Miss Emery taught me how. She told me to ask God to bless our enemies as we'll as our friends She says if I ask for what is right and best, my prayer will certainly be answered. Don't you believe its ! do, Pm going to pray for Benny tonight. do hope he will get we'll. And l am going to ask God to make your father sober and good again. 'Taint right for him to take your money and spend l, while you and the rest of you starve. Now, good night, Billy"
 The scene that followed was too sacred to be witnessed by any but angels. will not attempt to de scribe it. But when Katie disap' peared in the dark hallway sht was in possession of Billy's tive unsold papers, and Billy wen' away with heavier pocket bu a lighter heart, for thus did hn Sncnre fnr this time immu